In Which I Am Watching Labyrinth Again and Don't Judge Me, Okay?

does he remind you of the babe?
that babe with that
alien power,
that chameleon who fell to
earth
in a tin can man of chords and
syth-pop beats and
a permanently dilated
sense of self-importance,
with his cruel owl eyes,
and a name that cuts
us all like a knife, and
though your will is as strong as mine,
his kingdom is greater --
we have no power over
him,
or his tight, tight pants.